Story Behind the Song
The song was written in one day. It took several takes in the studio, since I rap so fast. It was something I had to let out. Not my best sh*t, but the flow is mad tight. I really felt like trying a new style.
Lyrics
Without hesitation, Nation, Up on the lyrical holocaust compilation,
Demonstrating, my occupation, through oratorical penetration,
Leaving tracks bloody like menstruation, resulting in the combination,
Of mad standing ovations, without rotation from radio stations,
Emcees hear my shit, form a recreation, if you bite my shit use citations,
Meanwhile Im dying to get signed, but still I remain patient,
With as much patience as that of a mental patient,
Escaped from observation, Lacking medication, with dedication
To jump in front of a train, at the train station,
Fed up from lifes complications, parole violations and probation,
Translation, where theirs proper beat configuration theres Nation,
But is it cause of discrimination, that Nation receives no invitations,
Or is it my obligation to remain distant from the commercialization inspiration
Fuck a producers dictation, censorship filtration regulations,
Fuck that contamination, focused on chart elevation, faggot demonstrations,
Rhyme regurgitation, in the midst I still remain Nation, Nation, Nation, Nation!
If you feel Nation-Azi due to realness say, I love that shit, I love that shit,
If you hear commercial tracks and say I dont feel this say, fuck that shit, fuck that shit,
If you cherish hip-hop as an art and culture say, I love that shit, I love that shit,
And if you see a wack c.d. put it back on the rack and say, Fuck that shit, fuck that shit,
If you feel Nation-Azi due to realness say, I love that shit, I love that shit,
If you hear commercial tracks and say I dont feel this say, fuck that shit, fuck that shit,
If you cherish hip-hop as an art and culture say, I love that shit, I love that shit,
And if you see a wack c.d. put it back on the rack and say, Fuck that shit, fuck that shit,
All yall emcee syndication imitations face intimation, desecration,
Decapitation, cremation, step up for the demonstration,
From a Illamental affiliation, black page board of administration,
And conservation, that got you under investigation, for irritation and aggravation,
Hip-Hop humiliation, perpetration like you love the culture, while its simple infatuation
Desperation, and lack of motivation got you fallen for temptations,
Causing people to form generalizations, assuming we aint part of civilization,
Bitch I slap you into hyper ventilation, time lapsed to confederation,
Nation, even if I fade like evaporation, Im a return through precipitation,
For confrontation with wack rappers, and place bets on chalk outline estimations,
without justification, spitting at these animations,
causing devastation, reenacted on unsolved mysteries dramatizations,
splitting spirituals, from physicals like whites from blacks during segregation,
lyrical masturbation, causes fertilization to mental seeds like artificial insemination,
Im a jizz rhymes forever, chapters like Im suffering from testicle inflammation,
Caught by slut infestations, through unprotected relations, Nation, Nation, Nation, Nation, Nation,
If you feel Nation-Azi due to realness say, I love that shit, I love that shit,
If you hear commercial tracks and say I dont feel this say, fuck that shit, fuck that shit,
If you cherish hip-hop as an art and culture say, , I love that shit, I love that shit,
And if you see a wack c.d. put it back on the rack and say, Fuck that shit, fuck that shit,
If you feel Nation-Azi due to realness say, I love that shit, I love that shit,
If you hear commercial tracks and say I dont feel this say, fuck that shit, fuck that shit,
If you cherish hip-hop as an art and culture say, , I love that shit, I love that shit,
And if you see a wack c.d. put it back on the rack and say, Fuck that shit, fuck that shit,
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